Yesterday I ran more miles than I have run at any one time in more than a year. In 12 degree weather. While it was snowing. True, I was fueled by magical cinnamon rolls, but still!
A few people have asked what sort of gear I’m wearing to avoid freezing to death out on the streets. Here’s what I wore yesterday – not a precision kit by any means, but enough to keep me from feeling any serious cold for 50 out of 60 minutes outside:
- Shane’s windproof hat
- cowl that I knit in August
- assorted sports-appropriate undergarments
- long sleeved thermal-type shirt
- Comet t-shirt
- Pearl Izumi cycling jacket
- fleece gloves
- running tights
- thick white hiking-type socks
- Nike Frees
And this is what I looked like after running, then discovering that our houseguest had left, locking me out of the house. I called Shane at the shop, then remembered that the set of keys we were sharing was locked IN the house, not with him at the shop. And then I climbed in a window.
None the worse for wear – certainly nothing a hot hot shower and a couple of ibuprofen couldn’t fix. Last week I asked Shane when I became a runner. He said “I think today”, possibly referring to the fact that I’d been super stressed after work and realized that a good run, despite the cold, would make a world of difference in my mood. And it did.